Suicide

"Third level of the Nascent Soul Stage?" Duan Ling Tian’s gaze focused as he looked at the 400 ancient mammoth silhouettes above the middle-aged man in front of him, and the corners of his mouth slowly curled at an angle.

The middle-aged man had an icy cold gaze, and the way he looked at Duan Ling Tian didn’t hold a trace of emotion.

"You’re the one who’s been secretly watching me since this morning?" Duan Ling Tian’s voice was calm, as if he was speaking about something that was completely unrelated to him.

"As expected of the Paladin Academy’s number one genius to actually be able to notice me watching you secretly. I feel that I’ve already been extremely careful." The middle-aged solder was slightly surprised for a brief moment, as he never imagined that Duan Ling Tian had long since noticed him.